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have several screen savers on my computer. But being here is an astounding experience.”
    “In the tenth century, St Dunstan, the Abbot of Glastonbury enlarged the church.” He waved his hand in an arc, taking in the full grounds. “He became the Archbishop of Canterbury in nine hundred sixty. This land is referred to as the ‘holiest ground’ in the isles. Joseph of Arimathea built the first Christian church near here, you know.”
    Powerful reverence came over her and she sighed contentedly. The sweeping lawns interspersed with the stone ruins of the Abbey called in soft nature whispers. Birds sang in harmony with the wind as it blew through stone openings in an expression of heavenly whistling.
    She turned in a full circle, studying the representation of holiness in full panoramic motion. Finally, she reached a hand and traced her fingers across the stone archway. “It’s strange,” she murmured.
    “What do you mean?”
    “The same energy is here that I felt at the Pool.” She moved her fingers along the carvings as though reading Braille.
    “I understand. You’ve never felt that before? The earth energies? It’s just the magic all around you.”
    Her eyes still focused on the stone, Shayla spoke as memory carried her home to her place of refuge. “There’s a place at home that comes close, I guess. The Gorge. It’s a national park that’s actually an ice age formation. The Cuyahoga River runs north through it. The energy isn’t as powerful there though.”
    Meekal leaned against the stone wall and crossed his arms. “It may be different for you now that you have been attuned.”
    Perplexity replaced her contentment. “Attuned?”
    He smiled, the reflexive dimple increasing his charm.
    Shayla’s heart rate picked up at that simple move.
    Eyes dancing in amusement, he said, “When she spoke to you, the White Lady opened your awareness to a new level. You’ll probably begin to understand things you never did before. The omnipresence of life in all things is just a part of that. Some refer to it as earth energies, ley lines or even the web of power.”
    She chortled, tapping the stone as though playing the piano. “Yeah, stones have life.”
    He grinned, pulling her close. “Aye, they do. Haven’t you ever heard a stone scream or purr?”
    Bracing herself, she leaned back and looked up into his eyes. “You’re joking.” She could feel his heartbeat under her fingers and arousal in his jeans.
    Hands on her hips, he pulled her tighter. “Those stones are screaming. Can’t you hear them, Shayla?”
    Her name rolled off his tongue with a sensual timbre, teasing with potential pleasure. She moaned, leaning in to taste. “This is crazy.” Shayla stopped speaking and bit his pulse point.
    “Ah, lass, ‘tis destiny.”
    She flicked her tongue over the bite she created on his savory skin. They both shivered in response. “Kal.” She deeply inhaled his scent and clutched the soft cashmere sweater separating them.
    Meekal’s arms tightened while his lips spread butterfly kisses across her cheeks and eyelids.
    Tucking her face into him for closeness, Shayla rubbed his neck as though marking him for her own. “None of this answers my questions,” she whispered into his ear, nibbling.
    He entwined his strong fingers into her hair. She trembled with ecstasy when the sensation made him growl with possessiveness. “Only question I have is, when can we…”
    She covered his mouth, stopping his words. Sure, she burned with unexpressed desire. But everything had happened so fast.
    He moaned, clutched her tightly, and pressed her against his hardness. Pulling back from her mouth, he purred, “Shay, we can figure it out later.”
    Her mind whirling, all she saw was fathomless cobalt blue. Newly awakened senses overpowered her, carrying her on passion’s liquid rush. Forget happening too fast . “Kal, now.”
    Meekal growled, spun them, and braced her against the stones. Hands flashing in voracious